You know how little things start to irritate you about a long-term partner. Chewing too loudly, for example. One of those abrasive traits for my ex was my love for Neil Finn. My ex HATES Neil Finn's music. I asked for tickets to a Neil Finn concert as my final Christmas gift as a couple.... Continue Reading →
That time I got plastered on a tram
My week feels OUT. OF. CONTROL. I was supposed to see DD last night, but reluctantly cancelled because I don't know how I'll get things sorted if I don't clear some space in the calendar. Well, to be honest, DD needed some space in his calendar for the same reason, so he'd probably have cancelled... Continue Reading →
Fantasies and fantastic seas
DD popped over last night to finish tightening the bolts on the youngest's bedroom trapeze. She's stoked. Even my ex gave it the thumbs up. He dropped over to my place when I wasn't around and texted saying: "Swing set makes the youngest (and me) very cheerful. What a great thing to do for her.... Continue Reading →
The wee tree story
I often tell the wee tree story around this time of year. I don't think I told it last year, though, so DD missed it. I think he'll appreciate it because he's constantly goggling at how often I need to go to the loo. We went to a dinner party on Sunday night and I... Continue Reading →
Surviving my high school reunion
Going to my 30-year high school reunion on Saturday night wasn't without drama. Naturally. I was hurtling up the Sydney to Newcastle expressway at around 5.45pm when my phone pinged with a message. I checked it 10-minutes later during a wee stop and realised it was from my old friend Megan and said: "We are... Continue Reading →
Epic fail
My nephew turns 14 today. Happy birthday nephew! It seems like only yesterday that he was three months old ... and I was on my way to a job interview to be editor of Woman's Day ... and made the mistake of offering to change his nappy ... and scored a golden shower of the... Continue Reading →
Dividing the assets
Expecting people to choose sides in my marriage break-up isn't my style. I don't hold grudges against anyone who remains friends with my ex. Shite happens. Relationships end. Life goes on. I mean, I WAS secretly chuffed when I met a colleague of my ex's paramour who said they'd had more fun with me in... Continue Reading →
Argh, argh, argh, ARGH
I had the biggest grin on my face yesterday afternoon, despite the revolting Sydney weather. I finished work at 3.30pm and wandeed through the rainy streets for a haircut in Darlinghurst, happily anticipating the glass of wine and conversation I'd be sharing with DD at a bar later that evening. Life felt good. And the funniest... Continue Reading →
Well THAT was hell
Need a laugh? I do. Yesterday was a hard slog. Stressful, long and tiring. I started work at 6am, battled through the day, missed The Melbourne Cup (but wrote about it), picked the kids up from school at 3pm, dropped the eldest to art class at 3.30pm, drove to the shops for a birthday gift... Continue Reading →
Melbourne Cup 2015: all the frocks and furor
Did you do The Melbourne Cup thing? I spent the race driving to school pick-up. Glamorous, huh? Melbourne Cup has never been high on my radar. When I was editor of Woman's Day I'd host fancy lunches and agonise over hats, but since then I've let it slide. I've noticed, however, that there's a growing... Continue Reading →
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